He had the wearied look which was the distinguishing expression of Wingdam.
Satisfied that I was properly waybilled and receipted for, he took no further notice of me.

I looked longingly at the box seat, but he did not respond to the appeal.

I flung my carpetbag into the chasm, dived recklessly after it, and--before I was fairly seated--with a great sigh, a creaking of unwilling springs, complaining bolts, and harshly expostulating axle, we moved away.

Rather the hotel door slipped behind, the sound of the piano sank to rest, and the night and its shadows moved solemnly upon us.
To say it was dark expressed but faintly the pitchy obscurity that encompassed the vehicle.

The roadside trees were scarcely distinguishable as deeper masses of shadow; I knew them only by the peculiar sodden odor that from time to time sluggishly flowed in at the open window as we rolled by.